“What choice?”
He smiled. “Either come here and get fucked by me or get your clothes and leave.”
“I can’t leave. I don’t even know where we are.”
“Then I suggest you make a choice, Mia.” He cupped his balls, staring down the length of her body. Her tits were so ripe and full. They rose up and down with each indrawn breath. Her hips were wide, and he couldn’t wait to fuck her from behind while grabbing those hips. Did she like her ass being fucked? He wanted to lay claim to her ass, mouth, and cunt. Every part of her was going to know what it was like to be fucked by him.
“There is no choice.” She turned away from him, showing off that lush ass.
“Do you really think it’s hard to pick me over leaving?” He released his cock. “There’s no hiding here, Mia. You don’t want to tell me about your past, then fine. I won’t ask anymore. You don’t want to date, then we don’t date. If you want to fuck, then you will come to me.”
“Or what?” she asked, gazing at him over her shoulder.
“Or I will fuck up every man you come into contact with. They’ll find a line of them waiting at the hospital,” he said.
“You’d really do that?”
“Baby, you’re mine. The sooner you realize who owns you, the better your life will be.”
“I’m my own person.”
“I’m not stopping you from being your own person. What I’m saying is you’re mine.”
He watched her fight. Running a finger across his lip, he waited for her to cave. She was a fiery woman and filled with so much lust. No man had ever gotten her to orgasm. The shock on her face in the bathroom had been clear for him to see. Curse liked the fact he was the only man to bring her to orgasm. He intended to be her first in many aspects of their lives.
****
Curse was such a stubborn bastard. He wouldn’t give Mia a chance to leave. She wanted to walk out of that door and make her way home, but she wanted his warmth to surround her. The heat of the night would keep her skin warm, yet inside never felt warm. She didn’t know why she always felt empty. Jerry’s offer this morning came back to her. What would it be like to have a man to fuck every day?
No, she wouldn’t do that. Fucking was not the answer to her problems.
“No commitments.”
“None. We fuck. That’s it.” He stared at her, assessing. Curse always saw more than he should. She hated how easily he read her. She wasn’t some thing to be read and to know all the answers to. Her life didn’t accommodate men or time for herself.
She took a step closer. Curse wasn’t looking for commitment. He didn’t want anything from her but a fuck. Sex Mia could handle. Anything else and she moved on.
Standing in front of him, she stared down into his face.
“Just sex.”
“Who are you trying to convince?” he asked.
Sinking to her knees before him, she stared up at him. “No one. I want to be clear I’m not after anything else.”
“Then we’ll fuck and nothing else.” He sank his fingers into her hair, tugging on the strands. She loved his touch, the bite of pain as he held her in place. Curse didn’t apologize for his actions. Mia loved it a little bit rough.
“Does this make me a club whore?” she asked.
His grip tightened. Tears sprang to her eyes at the tight grip, but she didn’t tell him to stop. She loved the pain and would be glad for him to go harder.
“No. Club whores fuck every member who wants a fuck. You’re not going with anyone but me. The only cock inside you will be mine.”
“Will you be fucking other women while you’re fucking me?”
“No.”
“Monogamy? Are you sure you can handle that?” she asked, teasing him.
He ran his thumb along her lip. “Open.”
She opened her lips, and he slid his thumb inside. Sucking his thumb into her mouth, she closed her lips around him, watching his reactions.
“I can handle anything you can throw at me, Mia. I’m not some fucking pussy who’ll walk away because I don’t like your attitude. You want to fuck, and we’ll fuck. If you want to treat me like your own personal dildo then I’ll be there. Be warned, Mia, you’ll get exactly the same back.”
Releasing his thumb, she stared up at him. “What do you mean?”
“I won’t have any other woman, and any dildos or sex toys in your possession are now mine. You won’t get any cock but mine. You’ll become my own little blow up doll. When I want to fuck you, you’ll open those legs and let me fuck you.” He cupped one of her breasts, pinching the nipple. She cried out. Curse took advantage, claiming her lips, slamming his tongue in deep.